One night at the bar I was taking out the garbage, which isn't my favourite thing to do as the bags weigh up to sixty/ seventy pounds. As I was getting ready to throw them in the bin, a drunk customer came up to me and offered to help. I politely declined because they looked more heavy and dangerous than they looked. He kept in insisting and begging until I eventually gave in. I warned to be very careful. He lands in the first one but the second one got stuck on the rim. I told him not to worry, I'll get a brush. He ignored me. He pushed in the garbage and got glass shards in his hands. That's why I refuse help with trash now, it's too dangerous.